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Re: The other dark meat: Raccoon is making it to the table

I have, not a fan.

You should try to remember, ideas are conveyed by researching information, vetting sources, and confirming said information. Not by regurgitating talking points given to you by your "news" station.​Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful, but hate me all the more.

Re: The other dark meat: Raccoon is making it to the table

Originally Posted by DiAnna

Cute is not tasty, dammit!

I dunno about some people on this forum... y'all eat cats, dogs, now raccoons?? It's a travesty, I tell you, a travesty!!

Are you 100% sure you've never eaten dog or cat? Are you positive about the kind of meat you are eating when you go out to restaurants? They have been known to do tricky things, probably especially now with cutting costs to save money.

As far as meat, I'll try anything once. Never had racoon but I would probably try it, as long as it's cooked right. One of my favorite meats is goat and just look at how cute they are

Maybe it's so good tasting because it's so good looking

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Re: The other dark meat: Raccoon is making it to the table

Originally Posted by DiAnna

That's why we, you know, feed our cats in the house. You never leave food outside in a wild area... or any area, for that matter... or you'll have skunks, coyotes, racoons, even mountain lions sitting outside your back door. You don't tease 'em in with food, then shoot the poor things. Oyyyyy!

Except this was an outdoor ranch cat see. They moved to the main house and the cat refused to leave the ranch house where we were staying. poor thing was starving.

City folk really need to spend a year living out where the wild things are just that, WILD. You need to go to foreign countries.

Let me tell you one of my favorite sea stories, it's a real story and here is what happened:

We pulled into Pusan S. Korea for a few days, so we all went out and did our thing. Everyone wanted fast food, I forgo McD's and other American joints (cept france, I just HAD to order a Big Mac and a beer ) and eat local fare. There were some old ladies with tents and little gas hibachi's selling what looked like hambugers. Cost me 2 bucks and I even got a coke with it. Of course, she fried an egg and put a cucumber on it but hey! When in Rome...

So I bit into it and was aware IMMEDIATELY that this was NOT in fact, beef. Ate it anyway, good eats, didn't get sick. One of the gals was disgusted, worried about the "beef" out of her cooler she had gotten to cook my burger. When I pointed out that it was not beef she didn't believe me. So I dragged her into a grocery store and showed her the price of beef where we were. 8 bucks a pound. There was NO WAY my big fat burger was beef for 2 bucks.

One of the local ladies there spoke english and over heard us, she said "Most of them, they sell rat or dog meat, that's what you ate" I just smiled and she had to run out and retch. Hilarity.

LOL, no kidding! When my son was about 14, he came flying into the house from the backyard, white as snow and dripping with sweat, screaming that a rat as big as a dog was sitting on our blockwall fence.

Yes. It was a possum. Sweet little thing. Ugly, but sweet. I just petted her butt and convinced her to leave the fence on the side that wasn't our property. She looked a bit dejected, but finally wobbled around and hopped off.

A two-foot rat indeed. My son never lived it down. I wouldn't let him.